Ours was a very, very deep, intimate relationship. I loved him. It was the first time I'd ever loved anyone in my entire life like that. It was so perfect, I never thought it'd turn out like it did.

I went over to his house one day, when no one was there. He started getting close to me, so I kinda' just let it go. Then he started pressuring me more and more to do more things. Unfortunately, I gave in a little bit. I finally told him that he was pushing it too far and that he needed to back off. So he finally did, and the rest of the night was weird because of it.

I ended the relationship after that. I told him I didn't want to be with someone who would try to make me do things that I'm not comfortable with. I really hated the situation I was in. I really did love him still, but I also hated him for doing what he did. The poem, Chris: so you think you're a playa by luv always really helped me a lot. It made me think about me and this guy.

He still really, really likes me and has tried to get back with me, but I've said no every time... because I didn't want to go through the same thing again. Life is good now, a life without him in it is a much better life. I don't have as many things to worry about or as many depressing thoughts.

My advice for all you ladies, who have had a simliar experience: NO GUY is ever worth that much devastation. I hated my life after that... I wanted to die at one point. NO GUY is ever worth that. Please do not put yourself through it, just try your best to move on!